What slumbers on
Evergreen boughs —
Snow? Or is it more?
Are they angels slippers
Left as tokens of love?
Are they lacy linen
For mountain troll tea?
Or dryad eiderdowns?
Maybe royal cloaks swirled
Round highland princelings.
Or white fairy dream-dust,
Spun from dancing and mischief.
Perhaps each icy crystal is a
Frozen wish, yet to be granted.
The clouds have floated down
To kiss the children of earth,
Pausing to embrace entwined trees.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: More snow is due tonight. I hear Northern Maine has over eleven feet and counting. Makes our eight feet seem paltry. I hope you are warm and safe and having magical thoughts.
Aahh, how beautiful Brenda! You really have been swallowed into a winter wonderland – in the loveliest of ways! Your poem sums up my delight in snow when I was a child – wish I could feel like that again! 🙂
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I try to keep alive the child-wonder part of my writing. It’s a constant reminder to appreciate what I have rather than always longing for something else. I’m naturally more of a longing-type. But I put effort into appreciating the here and now. 🙂
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May you stay warm and safe with magical thought too, Brenda. 🙂
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Thanks, Kev, I’m trying! I’m using a heating pad right now and imagining away the achiness I got from hammering at driveway ice yesterday. 🙂
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I do hope things soon improve for you. 🙂
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Thanks!! 🙂
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This is another beautiful moment brought by Brenda. I’ve been wondering where you’ve been, but just discovered that I am the one who missed you in my reader somehow. Happy Sunday 🙂
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I never seem to see enough in my reader. I try to visit people when they comment on my blog. And post a few times a week. Thanks for your kind words and have a wonderful week ahead. Blessings, Brenda
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What a lovely poem and magical blog you have created Brenda… I believe I have found another divine sister in you… IAM going to enjoy following your journey… Wonderful pictures too… Barbara x
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Thanks, Barbara!! Yes, you have found another sister, but I’m not sure I’m divine! 🙂 Many blessings to you!! Thanks for finding me! xoxo
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Such beautiful images you create through your words.
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Thank you!
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Not that I am glad anyone else has gotten all that snow, but I am glad we didn’t get more than our 1-3 inches this year. 🙂
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Sounds delightful!
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I like the idea of dryad eiderdowns .. Lovely poem Brenda x sending love your way Sue x
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Yeah! I found your comment in spam. Good thing you said something, or I would have just pressed Empty Spam like usual. I was hoping someone from the UK would like the eiderdown. 🙂 It’s not a word used in the US much, but I love it.
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Yes eiderdown is used a lot here 🙂 and it was all we had with blankets as children.. None of thesse Duvet’s covers you get today. That an an hot water bottle for your feet 🙂
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Brrr! Nothing like the mention of a hot water bottle to help me remember the damp, icy sheets of a bed before central heating.
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Yes… and every time you moved you found another icy spot.. Brrrrr and we would scrape Ice off the INSIDE of our windows too 🙂
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Oh, my! I remember having to use an outhouse at night!! Freezing!!
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🙂 Yes Freezing!!!
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My kids don’t know how lucky they are! 🙂 I remember my parents saying that, too. LOL
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We used to say it all the time 🙂
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LOL Exactly!
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What an enormous amount of snow. Hope it doesn’t all melt at once!
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We’ll see. As long as it melts and soon! I want to see the earth again. 🙂
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
FROSTED WITH FLAKES?????? NICE POETRY!
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LOL Glad you can still see the beauty, despite this crazy winter. LOL
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And soon I’ll be driving in it again! 🙂
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And soon we will be shoveling again. I can hear ice clicking against my window. Sigh.
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FUNNY…so can I…!
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Not much fell, yeah!
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very beautiful and for sure they are white fairy dream dust from all of the dancing and mischief.
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I thought you might like that idea best.
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Oh, I love love love this!!!! ❤ ❤ I especially love the Angels slippers!! ❤ 🙂 The thought of them plants such a beautiful image in my imagination 🙂
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I put the angel slippers in just for you. 😉
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🙂 Hihihii! 🙂 Yaaaay! 🙂 Thank you!! ❤ ❤
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Hugs, my angel-friend. 🙂
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Beautiful…angel slipper. Love it.
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Maybe you be blessed by angels. 🙂
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Beautiful Bren ⭐ I love the comparison between the icy crystals and the frozen wishes… Maybe when the snow melts, they become true! …. Sending you all my best wishes!. Aquileana 😀
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I hope all the wishes come true, then. Surely they will, when all the flowers burst into bloom. 🙂
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Yes, yes, and yes! These lovely suggestions gave me such wonderful imaginative answers to, “What is that white coating really?”
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IT was fun to try to think of snow in a new way. Other than the classic NE carping way. LOL
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I love the look of evergreens in snow and ice. Besutiful subject and beautiful words.
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This is my view from my deck. I tried to do it justice, it gives me such joy. I did my pitiful best. Words come second to nature. 🙂
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Sweet poem! Thank you for sharing ~ Lisa
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Thanks for reading!
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Beautiful poem! I love the line ‘Or white fairy dream-dust, Spun from dancing and mischief.’ I definitely don’t envy you 8ft of snow!
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It’s a fairytale amount of snow. Maybe they will call it, the year it forgot to stop snowing. 🙂
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An inch of snow would shut my part of the world down… 8 feet!?
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More than 8 feet, and more is falling tonight. It’s an enormous amount of snow, no end in sight. Still, the sun will be getting warmer. Any day now. 🙂
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The novelty of making snowmen has worn off I guess…
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My snowgirl and snowtotoro were all buried several storms ago. At some point, my kids rescued the hat and scarf. They were stiff and hard. Only the very tip of the hat was still showing at that point. Maybe I’ll put up a view from my window. I can barely see out at all. The kids have taken to tunneling and igloo building. They completely vanish. It’s a bit frightening, actually. I can’t leave them at it for very long before I call them in. We have so much snow, it’s too deep for sledding. The snow mountain at the school is so huge that half the kids can get up there at the same time. The kids see saw between loving it and dreading getting more.
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